Speaking of successful indie writers, this weekend’s New York Times Magazine featured a long profile of Heather “Dooce” Armstrong, by Lisa Belkin. I’ll tell you what I don’t like about it. The title: “Queen of the Mommy Bloggers”. I think “mommy blogger” is a term intended to be dismissive. Belkin writes of Dooce.com:

By talking about poop and spit up. And stomach viruses and
washing-machine repairs. And home design, and high-strung dogs,
and reality television, and sewer-line disasters, and chiropractor
visits. And countless other banalities of one mother’s eclectic
life that, for some reason, hundreds of thousands of strangers
tune in, regularly, to read.

You know what that mysterious “some reason” is? Armstrong is a fucking great writer, that’s what.